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Riku smiled back, his dark eyes holding a rare, faint spark of life, as they did if he was talking about music. Page's comments about the piano confused him, he often said the same thing. What threw him was her sudden statement about him being the nicest person she had met. It made sense, since she was dead, and didn't remember anything from when she was alive, but the fact that she'd say it directly to him startled him. He covered his embarrassment by standing and moving to the door.
"Okay, I'll go get it then...and thank you...you're probably the nicest person I've ever met, for what my opinion is worth.", he said as he left the room, finding his bags and cases on the landing as expected. The guitar case was near the top of the pile, so that made him even happier. He wouldn't need to dig through everything. Bringing it into the room, he set it on the bed next to him as he sat down. He opened the case and held the guitar out to her,
"Here. Still wanna have a go?"